Drop A Big Lie Novels & Stories

Fear that I knew the truth. "Then you shouldn't have birthed him at all. If you know the child your child is going to lead, you'll regret it. Till then....also try to heal like he would." I said. Ten minutes later, I walked out of the house, having given her a model mark on her face. She would millions to get face surgery and she wouldn't have it, because her account has been hacked and all the money in it, donated for charity. As for Asshole Colt, I broke all ten of his fingers and soon enough, he would see the news of his company blowing up on the news. It was a perfect revenge.

"Could it be that our horrible deaths were all just a dream, and your parents really do love you?" Rebecca narrowed her eyes at me. "What are you still hiding from us? Don't tell me you getting killed in a past life was just an act to get rid of us!" After all, the billion-dollar estate was in my name now. If they were willing to give me the money, why would they kill me? I gave a bitter smile. The truth was, I really had been killed. But no matter how I explained it now, they probably wouldn't believe me. All I could do was say it again.

Something in his tone makes me sit across from him. “What do you mean?” He stares at the floor for a second before speaking. “After we broke up, my dad’s investors found out about the debt. They threatened legal action. I had to drop out for a semester to fix it.” I blink. “You told me you got a job opportunity.” “Yeah.” He huffs softly. “I lied.” The room feels heavier. “I didn’t want you worrying. Or seeing how messy it was.” “You don’t get to decide that for me,” I say, but there’s no heat in it this time.

"Hopefully." He forced a smile. "I'll go now. Have a nice day," and he bade the both of them before leaving the house. Adelina stared at herself in the mirror. Was she wrong to have started this lie? Yes, she felt it. But she also thought it was the best way to forget him for good. Jonathan was always going to be the same arrogant, womanizer she had met a couple of years back and she felt stupid to have thought for a second, that he could change because of her. For her.

She dismissed the teacher with a wave and regarded me in disdain. “Look at how pathetic you are. You’re so pitiful.” She crossed her arms and leveled me with a provocative look. “So?” “Stop pretending to be all high-and-mighty, you piece of trash. I’ll tell you the truth. You could have been walking already, but because I said that I wanted to become the principal dancer, Elwood bribed the doctor to use the wrong medicine on you, which is why your legs are completely gone. You won’t be able to stand up again.

Then she spoke in a calm, matter-of-fact tone, "Famous race car driver Spencer Jordan suffered a leg injury after falling off a cliff. Despite the hospital's best efforts, they were unable to save the leg. Understood?" Stunned, I stared at her in disbelief. "Th-that's not exactly legal..." Dr. Reed hesitated at first. However, after Naomi raised her offer to $3 million and applied both threats and temptation, he finally agreed. One look at the two of them was enough to tell me they weren't joking. Cold sweat broke out across my back. I immediately reached for the phone on the bedside table, intending to call the police. Unfortunately, Naomi snatched it away before I could touch it.

Nothing real grows out of a lie. "Angelo." I looked at him. "Vivian knows I can't swim." Angelo sat up fast. His whole posture changed. "That's attempted murder." "You still want me to let it go?" I was so weak I could barely speak. "If you love me, even a little, make sure that evidence does some real damage." His face went paler. "Isa. Your enemies are mine." I closed my eyes and didn't open them till we reached the hospital.

or the lie that I was happy and we are having a great time with each other? The truth breaks their heart and the lie breaks their trust. I chose the latter. I can explain the whole thing if their trust breaks but telling the truth........ now in this situation breaks the families...... not only the families but also the trust people like Mr. Brown were having on our company, even though he's a pervert.

“No one here bet against you, Damien. We were just… worried about how things looked.” “How things looked,” I repeat, and I smile, but it’s not a friendly smile. “Let me tell you about looks. When all the lies came out, our stock price dropped a lot. Now it’s higher than before. We made money during a problem that should have destroyed us. Do you know why?” No one answers. “Because the world knows the truth,” I say. “I cannot be beaten. When someone attacks me, I become stronger. When someone questions me, I show them why they should never question me again.”

"People are calling you an accomplice to attempted murder. The company's stock is tanking. So is Adelson Corp's." Chuck's voice cracked. "What?" He snatched the tablet—hate comments were flooding in. [No one deserves to be lied to for six years. She didn't even know she wasn't their real daughter. She offered to leave the second she found out—never tried to take someone else's place.] [Stabbed, nearly died, then forced into marriage so the culprit could dodge jail. And they still drugged her to block her from having kids—just to keep the "real" daughter's spot open. What kind of karma is that?]